After owning and competing on a goldie oldie through his final years, I’m now back in a position where I’m taking lessons on school horses. And all I can say is … it’s humbling! The school horses are saints and I appreciate them enormously. But it’s making me so, so conscious of my shortcomings as a rider—especially because I so frequently see the same horses ridden by others.
The last time I was in a lesson program like this, I was basically just 100% focused on not bouncing at walk, trot, and canter. I liked the “zippy” horses because they would go forward and let me focus on posting, or sitting the canter, without squeezing every stride. I laugh thinking about all the lessons I spent trying to urge a horse into a trot down the long side of the arena, because now I more often have the opposite problem!
This time around, I’m trying to put together courses, count strides, not leave any strides out or bury the horse into the jumps… and I like the SLOW kick-and-spur horses, because they give me more time to think, and because somewhere along the way I became a rider who makes all the horses want to shoot off like rockets. I see horses staying steady, straight and rhythmic for other riders, then the next week when I’m on that horse, we’re either too fast or too slow, usually too fast, and I never feel as though we meet the jumps right. I’m always ahead or behind. I keep waiting for that “aha” moment where I get it together, but it hasn’t happened yet!
My sweet old gelding and I generally didn’t place well in the long stirrup, and I used to think it was something about him conformationally or stylistically. Now I know it was me all along!
Cutting myself some slack, I came into riding as an adult, and I’ve only been jumping (like x-rails to 2ft) for about a year and a half. Is this a normal part of the learning curve? Is the “aha” moment just around the bend? In the meantime, I feel like such a nuisance to all these poor schoolies who see me coming and must think, “oh boy, time to gallop around like my tail’s on fire.”